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Jang Naomi-Hotaru

"Blood is thicker than water, but the shadows are darker."

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a character in “Prohibition”, as played by xRoo

Description

Naomi has long chocolate brown hair that matches her dark chocolate eyes. Her complexion is a lot paler than what is considered normal, yet her skin seems to be a creamer color. Her lips are soft, a pale shade of pink. At the back of her neck, to her right shoulder is three fireflies tattooed to her skin. One is the color of red, the other are golden shades of color. At her lower back, near the hip bone is a long, thin scar, a battle wound she prefers to call it. She’s tall, about 5’8, with a slender and flexible form.

Age:Twenty-four
Rank: Outlaw

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Personality

Naomi has a flirtatious attitude, it comes with her career. She’s sweet, kind hearted but she’s as dark as the shadows in every corner. She's bold. She’s got an attitude, she’s fearless and as people say “She’s as quiet as death”. That too, comes with the job. She’s funny, smart and very outspoken. Sometimes, she speaks without thinking her thoughts over. She’s quick on her feet, sharp tongue and then there are the moments where she just wants to be the baby sister. She’s got the lighter side of the personality as well. Adorable. Fun. Quirky. And she likes to tease at times.

Equipment

Naomi is trained well with hand to hand combat, small daggers and knives. She keeps a long, sharp edged chain that cuts through skin with the cleanest of cuts, strapped to her cargo pants. She’s talented with hacking, keeping quiet and using the shadows to her advantage. She’s fast. Fights better than any other girl…most men. She’s especially skilled in erasing her tracks.

History

Oh the history. Well, this will not be started as “Once upon a time…” because usually it means it ends with “Happily ever after”.

Growing up, Naomi spent a lot of time with her brother Woo, and his friends. She never really had her own friends due to the fact her mother and father were always pestering her to learn the piano. She wasn’t too fond of the music, because it was forced upon her person. She had it tough, tougher than most girls should’ve. Everything around the age of nine just erased itself into lost memories. She was sent away to an orphanage, adopted into a different family and was exposed to drugs, alcohol and murder. The man who took her in taught her the secret ways of life, the darkest of them all. It frightened her. He kept her name but changed her last name. He said her middle name was exceptionally beautiful, and her first name would attract the clients.

Around fourteen, the term clients grew much clearer. From South Korea to Japan, she was shipped off to be the youngest…assassin for a man who called himself Joey Hong. He said because of her beauty, she could attract a lot of important people. However, he left out one important fact. Those people were people on the list. And that list was targets. She seduced them, for her safety. She brought them to different hotels, stating she was sixteen instead of fourteen… each person she seduced, was killed that same night.

Sixteen, she got herself embedded, marked with the Firefly tattoos. To her, the tattoo represents her middle name, Hotaru, which means Firefly. She stands out, which is why one of the fireflies is painted red. Her nickname, which Joe Hong thought unique and that it suited her, was Firefly. His little firefly. She was shipped off with Joe and his ‘company’ to Russian cities, and Joey found himself a partner in crime. Gusto Rinaldi. A Russian man. He tended to butt heads with Donovon from time to time. He would threaten the man with his secret weapon, but he never stated that his secret weapon was a girl.

Age eighteen, Naomi sent roses painted black to her brother with a card that simply stated “You are always in my thoughts, dear brother. ---N.” Without a return address. Of course, people tried to track her down. Yet, all tracks were erased skillfully.

Now, she is still fighting. She is still serving the man who exposed her to the assassin life. She lives a hard life, one of secrety, but she knows that one day, she’d find that happiness. Just not today.

So begins...

Jang Naomi-Hotaru's Story

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Everyone kept staring. It was funny how it didn’t bother her at all by how many people just stared at her appearance. She would have to, if they were in her shoes. Yet, she was thankful for them that they weren’t. No one wanted to be in her shoes; especially what she had just done. She held the plastic bag tightly in one hand; the other hand ran through her dark hair.

A few hours earlier…

Laughter echoed through the room. The tiled walls were to blame for that. Only two people were in the pool area, one completely drunk and the other, completely sober. There was a man, in his early forties, yet he was already growing white hair. He spoke in a thick accent, his smile was wide and his eyes were a dark shade of blue. He wore a pair of blue jeans, no shirt and no shoes. The woman, her long hair pulled back in a tight bun, wore a bikini top and black shorts. She tripped over nothing, only pretending to be as drunk as her friend. Then again, we really shouldn’t call him a friend…

She laughed, her voice melodic and yet, bored as the man pushed her against the wall and kissed at her neck. She warned him to be careful, nearly spilling the wine from their glasses. He laughed, a deep rumble for a laugh and hoisted her up against the wall, after setting the glasses down. He kissed her neck, she refused to kiss his lips.

“I wont drop yee.” He slurred. She knew he would sooner or later. Her hands moved behind her back, between her back and the wall.

“I suppose since our room key was somehow lost, we can just do it here.” Naomi sighed.

“Do ‘it’ here? Oh…we could, we could.” He said.

“Sweetie… I don’t mean any sexual pleasures.” She said. His head lifted and stared at her. Right then, her legs tightened around his waist, her hand moved up above his head and right into collar, she stabbed him. He fell backwards and Naomi stayed on top of him, jumped off as he fell into the water. He struggled, moved to get up but her feet pushed him back under.

“Death awaits you, Mr. Fudosa. And a trip to my brother awaits me.” She said, keeping him under the water until….he no longer struggled.
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In that plastic bag was her dirty clothes, which she handed off to a young woman who would later burn them to ash. Naomi was dressed in dark clothing, the only clothing she had left that weren’t so…used. A man stepped in front of her and smiled, questioning her with his gaze.

“Fudosa took a trip. He wont be returning any time soon. You can tell him that Donovan’s client… is gone. Like I promised.”

Fudosa was one of Donovan’s partners in crime… aiding him with money and supplies. Of course, he was just one person. So him being gone wouldn’t make much a difference, would it?

Naomi only smiled softly as the man left her alone with her buisness. She was finally able to do her buisness and have fun doing it. She made her way to the nearest flower shop and bought a bouquet of flowers, while using their phone to call the Johnson's bar.

[[I'm thinkin Trent could find out about the client, who was important is now dead. xD]]

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Enna breathed out slowly as soon as she felt his hands at her back. No, she assumed no one was really paying attention. She didn't need to. She shook her head, murmured something about giving up and quickly kissed his lips. She didn't pull back, but kissed him even deeper as she felt his bare hands against her skin. She was thankful for only wearing a t-shirt and boxers. She was comfortable, and open to any touching. "Mm.." She murmured quietly, kissing him deeper.

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Naomi only gave a smirk as she hung up the phone. Her brother sounded the same, which was actually pretty nice. It meant she didn't miss too much of his life. She missed their games, their jokes. She wondered if she looked the same, or act...no she didn't act the same, that was for sure. She payed the lady, took the bouquet and painted them black before she got into her car.

She drove.

She remembered the address by heart now. She pulled the car around the corner, parked it and got out of the car. She turned toward the front of the house and stopped, as soon as she caught her brother kissing a young woman, one who seemed younger than her. She was quiet as she stood there, smirking before she tossed the bouqet of flowers into her brother's lap.

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Naomi was thrilled to be spending time with her brother. It had been so long and her days were numbered. He seemed to be the same, however, there was this young woman in his life and it seemed to change him from his cruel, selfishness to his...happy go lucky charm. The girl had to admit, it was an interesting sight. Jang Naomi was soon introduced to Maggie Johnson... a country girl? Who would have thought, that her dear brother, so high strong and mighty would find someone to settle down with? Naomi found a tinge of jealousy, a smidge bit annoyed that even she, with her crazy and dangerous life, could not find herself someone to love and cherrish. Why would she want to? She was too busy with seducing men to her liking, yet, no one was really important... not to her anyway.

This creature at her ankle growled and Naomi rolled her eyes. "I thought you hated animals, brother?" She asked. "Hello Shiro." She then lifted her gaze to Maggie.

"Nice to meet someone to take care of my brother, nice to meet you, Maggie." Naomi said with a smile. "Brother, I do have to speak with you in private for some buisness matters. It won't take too much of your time. I'm afraid buisness comes with this pleasure whether I'd like it to or not. As you know, I take my job very seriously."

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"Well..." Naomi started, taking a deep breath. She took a small drink from the bottle. "Mind if I talk and you just listen?" She asked, her eyes actually just softened. It was rare for her gaze to soften, from that challenging, bold glance. "I think if i just talk, you can just listen." She answered. "Besides, this drink... it could really take off an edge."
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Enna nodded as another tear rolled down her cheeks. Tears fell down to her chin and she couldn't stop. She pressed her face against his hand. She had never cried in front of anyone, and she hated herself for doing it now. "This isn't happening..." Enna Lynn warned. Her lips pressed together, her eyes closed softly and she tried not to look at him. "I'm not weak, love... I'm not." As she cried, her eyes shifted in color, a lighter shade.

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Joey Hong is an interesting sort of man; tall, slender, yet stronger than most would take him for. To a lot of people, he was indeed rather attractive. Dark brown hair, blue eyes that pierced one’s soul. Although his name was Joseph Hong, he preferred Joey because it kept him young and connected with his assassins. He grew up in a high standard city, went to school and learned several different languages. His job was passed on through generations of sons and fathers. Japan was usually his peaceful home, though he never minded traveling. He especially liked Russia, because of Donovan… my how those two butted heads often. When he found his secret weapon, it was funny how no one considered it to be a young woman. A silent killer. A succubus.

He sat down at his desk, his gaze trailing his environment. He enjoyed his office. It was a piece of work. The office was large, expensive art hung on the wall, a large aquarium that sat in the middle of his room. He held papers, documents of future targets and those deceased. “Where is our weapon?” He asked his secretary. “She is at her destination.”

Naomi followed Forrest into the bar and leaned her body against the counter as he sat down. She took a long swig from the bottle of alcohol and let out a small breath of air. Where was she going to start? She thought for a long moment, then finally opened her mouth to tell him a story.

“I know you probably don’t want to hear it, but I do know what you’re going through. Alex, this man I fell in love with in the midst of my work, and his own… he had me believe that the whole thing would work out. Whatever problem was going to occur, we’d hit it head on. I honestly thought that I was a whole person, myself with him around me.” She started out. “He was humorous you know? Not as flirty as I am, but he had his moments on his high horse. He made me laugh.
But things got complicated. Real complicated. I was assigned to stay put but he had to go. I told him I could go with him but he, like most people would think, said it’d be best if I stayed and he gone.

I went to follow him… I’d follow him wherever he would have gone. He said he didn’t love me anymore. And that hurt. That…it felt like I just got stabbed in the chest with a shard of glass. He was so convincing, I believed him. He said that, what we had and did was pretty fun, let’s not do it again. We’re done. No more contact. He said he was just toying with my emotions during his station in Tokyo. Like you… after he left.. I resulted in drinking. Smoking. And shutting everyone out from the world. I drank till I passed out, which is not the greatest thing I’ve ever done. I had a friend, Hong LeAnne. She tried to do what Maggie is trying to do. Get through to me. I didn’t let her. I shut her out like everything else. Didn’t answer her calls.. didn’t even open the door when she knocked.

I regretted it the instant I found out I missed the most important day of her life. She had a beautiful baby girl. Hong Sasha. Sure, Anne didn’t understand what I was going through… she didn’t feel it. But she also didn’t know Alex either. I got mad at her for trying to convince me that she understood… But you know what? At least she was there, Forrest.” Naomi stopped talking for a minute. She waited a long, few seconds before talking again.

“Margaret knows Kaiden. He’s been in your lives for a long, long time. He’s marked her as well as you and at least she knows who you are feeling for. At least she’s there to be there for you. She has something I didn’t have and that you don’t. Hope. That’s all she can hold on to right now, is hope because…the person she cares about is shutting her out. At least she can understand just a little about what you’re going through. And I’ll tell you what… a little goes a long way.”

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Naomi stared at Trent as he shrugged. When he leaned forward, she didn't flinch. Pretty little citty butt.. what interesting phrase that was. She could tell he didn't want to work with her, it was the same way the other way around as well. She didn't want to work with him. The woman watched as he left, shook her head and closed the file she was working on. Her brother was going to have a lot of work to do.

The girl didn't bother with him for a moment. She knew who her target was, one who worked with the man, working with Enna's father. She unlocked the trunk and shifted through her belongings. She found spare clothes, make up, intruments to dress her up a bit. She heard her phone ring, answered it and slipped it between her shoulder and her ear.

Her hands moved quickly, grabbing her laptop and typing in the password. She scanned a few documents and listened as the man talked on the phone. "No sir." She answered. "Yes sir, tomorrow. No, Donovan isn't here. His agents are. Yes, he is sir. I can let him know. Yes. I will. Thank you. It says that he has no children. Sir?" She nearly dropped her phone. "Seduce the mistress? Mm. To lure her--oh, Understood. Yes. Clean and easy. Good bye sir."

She slipped the phone into her boot, closed the laptop and sighed.

"Whatever it takes." She muttered, closed her trunk.

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Naomi rolled her eyes as soon as Trent rolled over with the blanket. He was sure as hell getting annoying. She needed a shower. She also needed to sleep. Rest up. Tomorrow was a big day for her. She stared at him for a moment and just turned around and walked back to her car. She could sleep in her car... there was nothing wrong with sleeping in the car. But then again, renting a room wouldn't be too bad too. She tapped her fingers against the top of her car, debating her decision. Hm. What to do, what to do.

Naomi opened the car door, slid inside and closed the door behind her. Her target was tomorrow and she was going to complete it if it was the last thing she'd do. The young woman started up the engine and headed out.


[[Trent will have to wait till Naomi gets spiffed up and finished with her target. :p ]]

[[No. I'm getting them too. I close the browser for a bit and open it again.]]

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Naomi checked in an inn. She used a different name, though Woo would be able to find her immediately. She used Melody Lou, a name she and Woo made up as a child. She moved to one of the rooms down stairs, all the way to the end of the hall. She brought in luggage and settled everything on the bed. She set up the laptop on the desk.

She looked at herself in the mirror, her shirt dropped to the ground and she admired her Firefly tattoos and shook her head. She was going to shower. She thought over her mission, her task and the people she was told to work with. Trent, that drop dead sexy man, there was no way she was going to deal with him. She couldn't help but feel herself smirk. 'Bet he's a great kisser', she thought as she opened the bathroom door.

Naomi let out her hair, finished undressing and stepped into the shower.

[[Lol Trent, >//< Naomi would have blushed at that, maybe.]]

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Naomi just couldn’t sleep, not really. Trent and his damn smile, just kept popping into her head. It was truly bothering her, no matter how hard she tried to go back to sleep, nothing was working. She grabbed a large pillow and buried her face into it, groaning angrily. “Damn. You. Texans.” She muttered, sat up and slammed her hands into the mattress. Naomi moved her hands through her hair and sighed. “Everything about him is just so aggravating.” She said to herself. She figured she might as well go over her plans, her ideas and her routes of achieving the target…since sleep was not going to work out.

She emptied her backpack on top of the bed and picked up the first photograph. Donovan. She grabbed a marker, stuck it in between her lips and ran her hand across another photo. Fudosa. And Sherrif Henry Jones. So many ties…

…and finally she fell asleep.

Naomi woke up the next morning and showered. Her breakfast was an orange, an apple and some sandwich. She ate quickly, changed and packed the things she needed into her car. Her target was in the next few cities, a good few hours of driving will get her there. She dressed herself in a dark blue dress, her hair pinned up with expensive earrings. The dress was strapless, showing off her elegant shoulders. Her bangs hung loosely, her make-up made her look sexy, gorgeous, as if wanting a date.

Let the games begin.

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[[Assuming its the next day, might as well rp, but if not, ignore it till ya'll are ready <3]]

Enna had a scar on her shoulder, where Kaiden had stabbed her. No one knew just how broken she was, and no one knew what happened to the girl, but Sammy Pate. If Forrest or Maggie knew she was staying a motel... hell would break lose. She missed everyone. She knew they...might miss her too. She woke up early, kissed Samuel's forehead lightly and whispered that she'd come back before she'd go to work. "Stay put, I'll be back... sleep in love." She kissed his lips lightly, got dressed and pulled her hair into a bun.

Even though she spent time with Samuel Pate, it just...she never gets any sleep with working and getting things done. She got into the car, one that she is paying off. It wasn't much, in pretty bad shape actually. She was surprised it made it to the Johnson's. She hurried into the house, quietly, closed the door and snuck into the kitchen. Inside a cupboard was some granola bars that she fed to the horses, out back was a saddle she needed to grab, along with some spare rope. She hoped she wouldn't wake anyone.

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Naomi pulled up in front of the motel just as her target stepped through the door. She slid out the car and grabbed her purse. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and sighed. She knew she would have to be calm and rational. Yeah, good luck with that. The front doors of the hotel room opened, her heels smacked across the ground as she met her target at the counter. He drank from one of shot glasses as she reached the counter. He turned and his darkly colored eyes looked her over. She could practically see him drooling over her and it nearly made her sick how he stared. She asked for whatever he’s having, with a cherry on top. The man nodded, filled her glass and stuck a cherry inside. She smirked softly, took the cherry and took her time eating it.

“Hello…” Jenkin’s said, his voice a little slurred. Already drunk…pig. She thought, but gave him her sweetest smile. He smiled. She could tell he was already falling for it. “What’s a girl like you doing here all alone?”

“Hoping for a guy like you to notice her.” She said, took the shot and smiled. The alcohol was weak to her taste, though judging by the man’s slurred words, he must’ve had a few. “And might want to take her somewhere private.”

The man grinned, nodded and slid off his chair. He took her arm and Naomi sighed mentally. It was now or never. She thought, following him up to the hall. She couldn’t take him to her room, it just didn’t seem right so, instead, she followed him up to his room. He unlocked the door and allowed her inside, continuing their conversation.

“Mm. He seems like an amazing guy,” Naomi admitted. She waited by the door as the man flicked on the lights…except it wouldn’t work. It wouldn’t turn on. She thought that…was rather peculiar. “Do you speak with him often?” She asked, reaching in between her legs. She gripped the blade standing there. Her eyes stared across the room. Luckily, Jenkin’s didn’t notice.

“Every other day. Met with him today, honestly.”

“Oh, hey baby, want another drink?” She asked.

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"You're rather pretty, Lisa." Naomi rolled her eyes quietly. He just started calling her Lisa. Didn't make any sense really, but she went with it.
"Thanks, here, drink some of this. Now, tell me about Montgomery..." She said. "Is he as handsome as you?" As the man moved toward the bed, taking off his shirt, he chuckled. Naomi moved toward the curtains. Something didn't feel right, not at all.

"He's not as good as a friend as the uniform, its mainly buisness with him, doll." Naomi smirked. She was getting somewhere. "He comes and goes on a short notice. Doesn't want to deal with the uniform, so he deals with me."

"When, I mean, when do you have to deal with him? That way, I can keep my schedule clear for you." Naomi could tell he was getting hot, just as he prepared himself on the bed. Naomi wanted information, not sex...at least from him.

"Once a week, so we can have six days together."
"Six days, which day can I not see you?" Naomi wondered.


[[Would Kaiden and Enna ever be brother and sister again?]]

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Naomi gasped. She knew someone was in there, or well, she felt it. Those eyes...oh those eyes seemed awfully familiar. As soon as the man landed on top of her, topping to the floor the two went, Naomi gripped his wrist and angled, her eyes widened.

"What the hell are you doing here?!" She shouted, now understanding who it was. She kicked him off with the heel of her shoe and moved to the light. She flicked it on quickly.

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Partner was extremely an over statement. She stared at him for a moment, noted that the target had left through the front door. Damn it. She looked back and forth between Trent and the door. How the hell did he get in? The window. Why was he here? He was an assassin. Naomi just closed her eyes and sighed. She couldn't go after him, unfortunately. It was true. Assassins didn't attack in daylight.

"What the hell are you doing here, Trent? I could have taken him out myself." Naomi muttered. "Damn it all. I need a drink."

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Enna Lynn smiled softly as she lead Sammy Pate away from the motel room. She followed him down to the car. Slowly, she stood and turned around. Her arms wrapped around his neck and she sealed her lips to his. "Youre going to love this." She murmured, softly against his lips.
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Naomi stared at him for a moment and grumbled. She was annoyed. How the hell could they have lost their target? Her target. There was no their. She looked down at her bare feet and rolled her eyes. She was going to go to her car, change right there, and pull herself together. She blew a strand of hair from her face and moved to her car quickly. She popped the trunk, pulled off the dress and tossed it into the car. Her body held different scars across her back, each one with a story.

Her tattoos were well seen as she stood there in her underwear. She wore black underwear with a red lining. She moved quickly, pulling on a t-shirt and her turtle neck sweater for warmth. She then slid herself in a pair of black jeans, buttoned them quickly and slipped on her black boots. She then shook out her hair and pinned it back. She needed her bangs out of the way if she was going to focas.

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Naomi started her car, dressed fully with jeans instead of cargos, her sweater and her hair neatly brushed. On her lap was a document, one that held information about the Sherriff, Enna Lynn Jones, and his contacts. She drove down the road and turned carefully, her eyes coasting the paper. She didn't understand it, how the hell did Trent get there? He bothered her. Oh damn, that Texan rubbed her in the wrong way. She threw the document to the floor, eyes on the road. She was annoyed.

Trent, his damn accent, sexy smile and those attractive eyes. Everything about him was.. she just couldn't stop thinking about him. She thought about his hands, his hands striding across her thighs, her lips kissing at his skin.

"Stop it, Na." She muttered, pulling the car into the nearest bar, one that was out of town, the laws just fine. She shook her head hard, pulled the car to a stop and stepped inside. She needed a drink. Get her mind off of Trent. Trent just...he bothered her so much that she pretty much hated him. She hated his sexy smile. She hated his look, his voice, his attitude... they were so...hot that she hated him so much for it.

She locked her car, locked the documents away in the trunk and tapped the tire with her foot. She headed into bar/hotel, a different one, a new one, one that didn't see her before. She sat at the counter and ordered their strongest drink. The male looked at her as if she was crazy.

"Baby, just give it to me, I'll pay for it later." She muttered. The man blushed, actually blushed and handed her the drink. Naomi took the glass and drank it, nearly half of it already gone.
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Enna murmured against his lips, something about taking off his clothes in an instant, if She didn't have any work. She shook her head, kissing his neck softly.

"We've got to go, baby..."

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Naomi sat by the bar, drinking. She must've drank about four, five glasses of their strongest alcohol, four shots of tequila. She supposed it was humorous to the guys around her, playing a certain song with lyrics along the lines of "Tequila makes her clothes fall off," She shook her head, taking the last shot. Yeah, she was drunk. She could feel it, but hey, she needed it. A man sat beside her, tilted his hat and ordered a drink. Her eyes looked at him for a moment, then back at the bartender. He smied and filled her glass up once more. He shouldn't be giving her any more to drink. Hell, he shouldn't even be allowing her to sit there.

She must have been the only girl. All eyes were on her. As if reading their thoughts, she muttered "I am not taking off my clothes for you." She said, angrily. She took the last drink and leaned against the counter as she stood. She nearly fell over.

"Hey, wanna dance?" The man asked her.
"No, not with you." She answered, shaking her head carefully. She headed towad the front door, stepped outside against the wall. The man followed her outside, stood in front of her and placed his hand at the side of her head. "What do you want?"

"Did any one tell you you were beautiful?" He asked.

"Many times, and its only to get me in bed." She answered, clearing her throat. It was true. The only time she ever heard "You're beautiful", was when someone wanted her in bed... like her boss. She hated those words. The man leaned against her and immediately Naomi tensed. "I can kill you, you know. Without even thinking about it."

"Oh baby, there ain't going to be any killing here. Let me hold you.." He breathed, her head turned as he kissed at her neck. She shook her head, grabbed him in between the legs and tightened her grip. "Ow..holy hell woman."

"Back. The. Hell. Away. From. Me."

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Naomi had it rough. She had been yelled at and hadn't had romance, alcohol or a proper meal in a long time. She was treating herself, but to keep herself from murdering someone. She..drank. She shivered as soon as someone's hand touched her stomach. That touch right there could send her over the edge. She had a small stomach, slender and soft.

She felt herself being lifted and tossed into her car. She had the keys in her pocket, she was going to drive to her hotel room but, the man had other plans, she assumed.

The man followed Trent to her car, stood in front of it and leaned forward against the hood. "She doesn't seem to want to go with you, kid. I can take care of her."

"Keys...where are my keys?" She wondered, her nose creased lightly.

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The man pressed his foot against the front of the car, tying his shoe. It seemed as if he was taunting him. "I want the Asian. The girl right there in the car." The man said. He was older than the two, but young enough to stand a fight. Naomi must have drank a lot, she could hold her liquior. She wasn't going to throw up, but she felt light headed. "Can..we just go?" She said. "It's too hot sitting here."

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Naomi was getting a headache from the man. She pushed herself from the seat carefully and pushed her hand against the horn of her car. The horn beeped loudly and the man gasped and fell backwards. He was so drunk, fell backwards and skidded across the ground. Naomi slumped back against the seat, her head rested against the window. She hoped Trent would hurry up, if anything she could drive herself, right?

She pushed the unlock button on the driver's side from where she sat. Her legs propped up on the dashboard, her arms rested against her stomach. The man pulled himself to his feet.

"Son of a..." He grumbled.
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Enna Lynn lead him into the large barn, where the horses were located. There were different types of horses; Paints, Stallions, Chesnuts. Enna Lynn moved to her favorite horse from the bunch, the colt. She unlatched the door, pulled the colt out from the pin and ran her hand against his black coat. She stroked his mane, ran her fingers across his nose and ears. "This here, is Spunky." She smiled softly. "Until he gets a better name and out of his stubborn attitude, he'll have a different name."

Enna kissed the Colt's nose softly, the horse nuzzling her chin lightly. "He's handsome...ain't he?"

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Naomi shook her head slowly, her head resting against the cool window pane. "No just him." She smirked quietly. "Who knew, that an assassin could get spooked by a car horn. You afraid of spiders too?" She added, though by her small laughter, it was meant as a joke. Her hands stroked through her hair for a moment, then back to holding her stomach.

"I'd tell you where I live, but, at the moment, I can't remember." She admitted, rubbing her temples.

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She sighed, her head resting against the door. "Enough to not remember what my address is." She answered. Naomi sighed again. Her stomach hurt and she was thirsty. She reached underneath one of her seats, finding a bottle of alcohol. She shook it carefully, making sure there was some left. At least, as a drunk, she wasn't crazy. She popped the cap and took a long drink, she swallowed it down. Her sides hurt, ached honestly. Her lost target had gripped her tightly that night, bruised her side but she didn't mind it. She rested the bottle against her chest as her head rested against the window.

"I wonder what the almighty Trent is afraid of."

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"Wanna ride em?" She wondered. "Pick any horse and you can ride him." She answered softly. She could see it in his eyes, he wanted to ride one of them. She didn't wait for an answer. She opened one of the stalls and carefully pulled out a Paint. She kissed his nose softly and grabbed a saddle. She placed it on her back.

"This is Andy. He's about to have a pony soon. He needs a ride out. Get his mind off his love and his little baby." She grinned. "I will be riding him. If you don't hurry up and saddle up, I'm leaving you in here." Enna laughed.

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Naomi didn't want to make herself at home. She was upset that he wouldn't let her drink anymore. She moved and pulled off her sweater, revealing a black tank top underneath. Her firefly tattoos were visible as she slowly pulled herself onto his couch. She sat down carefully, her eyes tracing her surroundings. She didn't like being in there. Just felt weird. Like she was waling into someone's man cave.

She noted different pictures, the size and the fact that his couch was a bit comfortable. She missed her house. She missed her house greatly. Naomi thought it funny that she wasn't sleepy, just drunk. Or tipsy. Or both. She pulled her hair over her shoulder, her eyes waited for Trent to return and her lips pressed together.

"I shouldn't be here..." She muttered quietly.

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Naomi's eyes fluttered slightly as he took off her boots. She didn't understand why he'd do this for her, "a city girl", his words. He and her hated each other more than anything, so why were they getting along right now? Naomi didn't understand what was happening until he lifted her up, carried her, then brought her back down on the rug. Her eyes widened slightly as soon as she felt the fuzz touch and tickle her toes.

He wanted her to take a bath, not a shower. Was she really that drunk? Her hand moved over her head, pushed back her hair and slowly she gave a nod as he left through the door. Naomi turned on the water, nearly too hot for her to bear. She enjoyed hot baths, always cold from time to time. She leaned against the bathroom wall and slumped to the ground.

She pulled off her sweater, weakly and tossed it near the toilet. Her top only made it half way, before she clutched her head and groaned.

How the hell did she manage to do this to herself?

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"Shut the hell up," Naomi muttered as soon as he mentioned undressing her. She just didn't feel well. She figured he was enjoying this moment a bit too much. She didn't want her body to be revealed. It held one too many scars for a woman to hold, each a battle wound. Some times, she felt embarrassed about it. She pulled the towel from her head and stared at his fingers. She didn't bother answering. She just pushed his hand away.

"My eyes hurt." She muttered. "Don't do that."

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Naomi shook her head. He really did annoy the hell out of her. She rubbed her fingers against her temples and slowly moved to her feet. She needed a bath. They both knew this. She figured she could do it herself. "I'm not a city girl." She muttered, pushed open the door carefully and headed into the bathroom. She closed it, but didn't lock it. In fact, the door didn't close all the way, unfortunately. Naomi didn't want him to see her scars, if she was embarrassed about anything, it was the gruesome scars from fights and punishments across her back. They weren't too bad, but they were pretty noticeable. She ran the water, pulled off her shirt weakly and unbuttoned her pants.

"Something always brings me back to you.
It never takes too long.
No matter what I say or do I'll still feel you here 'til the moment I'm gone.

You hold me without touch.
You keep me without chains.
I never wanted anything so much than to drown in your love and not feel your rain.

Set me free, leave me be. I don't want to fall another moment into your gravity.
Here I am and I stand so tall, just the way I'm supposed to be.
But you're on to me and all over me.

You loved me 'cause I'm fragile.
When I thought that I was strong.
But you touch me for a little while and all my fragile strength is gone." She murmured, singing some of it. Naomi wasn't a bad singer, she was actually pretty good when she was alone. She was also good with playing the piano. She undressed slowly, her fingers tracing over her scars.

She slid into the bathtub, sank herself into the water. She groaned, the water heating her body up immediately. She didn't feel well. She knew she should thank Trent, but maybe she would...later.

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Naomi finished her bath slowly, wrapped the towel around her body and carefully climbed out of the tub. She ran her hand through her wet hair, her bangs stuck to her forehead and cheek, her eyes remained the chocolately, delicious gaze. She made her way down the stairs, the rest of her clothes, the clean ones were in the trunk of her car. Trent had her keys. She was careful, not to trip. She leaned against the railing, still in just a towel, but she didn't mind. She was comfortable with that much.

"Trent?" She called quietly, her headache nearly gone but she was still a bit..tipsy. "Can I have my keys?"

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Enna Lynn laughed softly as she rode her horse down the hill, toward the river bank. She pulled her horse to a stop. "Sammy Pate. When it gets warmer, we should deffinately go swimming."

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Naomi stared at him for a moment, barely catching a glimpse of his eyes. She held onto the railing for support and let out a heavy sigh. "One, Kaiden's not my boss. Two Woo wouldn't really care. Three, I need to get some clothes out of the car. And I.. i don't sleep." Naomi muttered at the end. She shook her head, her slender form was dried, cept for her hair which didn't drip at all believe it or not.

"Unless you want to go into my car and grab me a shirt, and jeans, then I suggest you give me my keys?" She said softly. "Please?"

There. She said it. She said please, even though the word sounded...awful to her to give to him. But she figured he deserved it. "It'll be greatly apprecriated."

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Naomi caught the keys swiftly and stepped outside. She unlocked her trunk and pulled out some of her clothes and stepped back inside. She knew she was unable to drive. That much was for sure. She ran her fingers through her hair and headed back up the stairs. She hurried into the bathroom, dropped the towel and changed into a pair of black, jean shorts, red tank top and she couldn’t help but feel relieved that she had a hot bath. She could hear Trent in the kitchen, she figured it wouldn’t be the best idea to annoy him.

She moved toward the wall and looked at one of the pictures. It was a painting, a child. She would have picked it right off the wall but she knew better. She was barefoot, her creamy skin rested on the carpet but stood on her toes just enough to look at the photo closer. “Beautiful…” She breathed, the darkness intrigued her so.

She didn’t seem drunk anymore. The bath did her some good.
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Naomi saw him go outside. she followed him to the porch and softly sat down on the ground, brought her knees up and held them gently with her arms. Her legs were long, she was tall, her hair was nearly fully dried. She looked up toward the scenery, ignoring his eating, though the smell was horrid. She kept her keys in her pocket.

"Trent." She started, her hands rubbing up and down her legs slowly. "I'm not saying I like you and I'm not saying we're friends or anything, but, I just wanted to tell you, thank you. You didn't really have to bring me here, and I apprecriate it. So..thanks." She then sat up, dusted off her legs and moved to go back inside. She felt awkward saying thank you, but she meant it to say the least.

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Horses were fed, stalls were cleaned, and the last thing that needed to be done was to check up on Butterfly. Butterfly was the soon to be mother, the pregnant mare inside the last stall. Enna could be a vet with how much knowlege she had, though no one ever pointed it out to her. she just figured it was a hobby, helping out animals, including horses in need.

She knelt down to the resting horse, sat on her knees in the hay and stroked the girl's nose gently.

"You doing okay?" She whispered, brushing her nose lightly. The horse let out a huff of air through her nose. The owner, Nana came around the corner and looked at Enna lightly, pulling off her gloves.

"Just got done gardening and talking to my daughter. She's thinking about adopting now. Turns out, she can't really have children. So adoptions the next best thing."

"Oh, its a shame she can't have one of her own, but adoptions real nice." Enna Lynn ran her hand against the mare's stomach. "How many does she think she want? And at...hey Nana, I have a little girl, a really good friend of mine, perhaps you remember the Costers?"

"Oh, yes, I do! Those boys were demons, but they did have a cute little girl."

"That's Gerty, she's about five or six now and she's been shipped off to an adoption centre. I figure, maybe she'd be the perfect daughter? She's cute, sweet and kind hearted, and you know what she adores the most? Gardening and taking care of horses." Enna laughed.

"Who knows, Ennadarling, I'd have to talk to Kelly about that." The woman smiled, patted Enna's shoulder and looked on toward the horse. "Any day now, huh?"

"Maybe later this week if we're lucky."

((Ew...with peanut butter?))

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Naomi stopped at the door and turned to face back at Trent. Did he just ask if she... she turned and looked at him, her chocolate gaze settled on his eyes. She pressed her lips together as she thought this over. Pottery...the idea, how could a man like him be interested in pottery.

"I.. I'd like that." Naomi answered, no sarcasm, no hint of pretending... She was serious. "I've always wanted to try it, but my mother only allowed Woo and I to paint the inside, that's about it. Piano and sewing." She shrugged.

"You'll teach me?" She asked, leaning against the door frame.

((Dawww.. Trent and Na, you guys >//< Adorable.))

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"I'm not going to get angry if I get dirty." Naomi answered as he grabbed her hand. "Besides, it'll be worth it." Naomi added as she followed him down the stairs. "You have to promise you won't make fun of me too much if I do get dirty." She laughed, taking each step carefully.

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Naomi carefully sat down in the stool; it creaked as if daring to break and she prayed that it wouldnt. Luckily, it held her. Perhaps she was light enough. The young woman pulled her hair over a shoulder and tugged the bottom of her shorts a little out of habit. She thought about the past, about when Woo, Naomi and their mother would try to make pottery. She remembered how they would sit on large pillows in the middle of the floor, her mother would hand each child a small bottle, tellin them to paint the inside very carefully. She learned to paint intricate designs that way. Whenever they'd ask to make the bottle itself, or the vase, their mother would simply say no, it was not a job for them, but hers and hers alone. She would admit though, she missed her mother greatly.

"How long have you been interested in pottery, Trent?" She wondered, her eyes looking about the room. "Just out of curiousity."

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“I don’t mind your language hun,” Nana answered. “Forgive my being bold, but are you planning on having a future with dear Enna?” She wondered, sipping her tea quietly. She looked at Samuel, smiled and drank the rest of her tea before pouring herself another glass.
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Naomi noticed his hands on top of hers. She took a deep breath, slowly relaxed and her hands moved around the clay carefully, just as her foot pedaled. She was surprised when the wheel spinned, gasped as soon as claw seeped through her fingers. It was so cold! She giggled, an actual bit of laughter escaped her as their hands got dirty. Naomi leaned back carefully, her head touched his shoulder as the clay made form.

"Archery? That sounds exciting..." She was serious. Naomi could hear his breathing... it made her body tingle and she cursed herself mentally. Dont. Get. Attached. Do. Not. Fall. For. It. She thought. Though, she couldn't help it. Her fingers brushed his as she made sure the clay didnt break.

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Naomi would have jumped out of her skin, if she wasn't so focased on the vase they were making. Her fingers brushed against his gently, just a touch and she hoped he wouldn't hate it. She kept her head near his, his voice in her ear...was actually calming. She moved her hands up, then down, feeling his follow hers.

"Piano... I can play the piano. I used to sit there for hours to calm me down, and, I sketch." Naomi admitted quietly. "The piano and sketching helps me. The drinking doesn't happen often, Trent." She whispered. "Sometimes... it's the only way to not feel." She shrugged carefully. It was astounding how her hands fit in his. She was actually enjoying herself...was that wrong?

"I lost my old sketch book, so it's been awhile. Sketching, piano playing, oh, and I like to swing." She smiled. "Childhood enjoyments.."


..."Would you show me how to shoot an arrow?" she wondered. "Some other time of course, if we haven't killed each other by then."

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Naomi felt odd, felt like he was just being nice, but she knew he didnt like her. It was obvious on more than one account. She rubbed her hands across her legs and shook her head. "No thank you, we've got to adapt to enviroment situations, don't we?" She ran her finger along the vase. It was pretty, not too bad for her first try. Her eyes looked at Trent for a moment and then back to their vase.

"Not too shabby." She admitted.

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Naomi thought about how to answer his question. She thought back to her nights, the ones spent only on sketching and on sketching alone. "I sketch my nightmares, I sketch images from my life, my thoughts. I sketch the memories both bad and good from my childhood, when I was shipped off, the thoughts I had, fears and..what not. Stupid stuff, really." She shrugged it off and carefully stood from the chair. Again it creaked.

"Can I help you clean up?"
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Naomi's eyes widened slightly. He wanted to know more about her? She wondered for a moment, and she found herself liking that idea. She mastered in seduction.. sadly, it was true, but another thing was, she was great with hacking and knife fights. She sighed softly as her eyes settled on the bottle of that lavender liquid. It was pretty, she had to admit.

Then he offered her something to eat. She laughed, a soft bit of laughter as he finally decided it would be best if he made her something to eat. She looked at him, a smile touched her lips and she wondered. "Something...not so asian?"

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"Everything is Asian. No matter where I go, they assume I like the food with every bit of my heart." She said sarcastically. Her eyes settled on his and she smiled. "Nothing with the name puke, but...something, I dont want to be rude, but I'd like to try something Texan..American." She shrugged softly.

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Naomi smiled as Trent talked about the different foods he could make. Breakfast did sound good, better than asian food, that's for sure. She leaned against the wall carefully and smiled. "An American breakfast sounds pretty good right now, and I'll just have water. Thank you." She smiled gently.

She looked out the window for a moment, her fingers brushed against her legs. She was cold again. Damn the weather. She needed to move about. She slid in front of the fridge, leaned against it and stepped in front of him gently. She looked him straight in the eyes, her chocolatey, swirls of a gaze, locked on his.

"Only if you let me help."

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Naomi backed up, her back pressed against the fridge as soon as her eyes settled on the rattle snake. One could tell she was a little nervous, her eyes settled on the snake that wrapped about his wrist. The assassin wasn't...she's had a bad experience with snakes, and for a moment, she just didn't breathe.

"I understand..was, just trying to help." She whispered. "You don't have make any food, I hardly eat so it's really no big deal." She slid passed him and the snake carefully, headed to the door and leaned against the door frame. She looked back at the snake and shook her head before she moved to the couch. She sat down carefully.

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Enna breathed in sharply though her nose as Samuel wrapped his arms around her. She could feel his love just by that kiss. Her arms kept themselves around his neck, kissing him right there outside. Nana peeked through the window and smiled. She had a feeling those two would be together, for a long, long time.

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"Uh.." Naomi bit her lip and pulled her legs underneath her form slowly. "As part of our punishment for our organization...snakes were involved. Which I thought I could handle because when I was shipped, snakes were involved then too." She explained. Hopefully that was enough information for him. She didn't want to go too in depth.

"So snakes and I aren't the greatest of friends,"

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Whatever happened last night, Naomi couldn’t remember. Though she could remember pottery, the vase she made. She remembered talking about snakes, forms of punishment and then…painful pleasures. Where the hell did painful pleasures come from? Was she dreaming? She could swear that she heard Trent’s voice…why would he be in her head? In her dreams? She stirred slightly, her eyes fluttered and she carefully turned onto her side, her eyes opened then, widened and stared in shock. Trent stood there, naked, in front of the resting assassin. Her lips parted, her jaw dropped and she sat up slowly in confused. The sheet feel and her eyes widened even more so. She had no clothes..none underneath these sheets. She pulled them up above her chest, her eyes closing and her head turned away from Trent.

“What. The. Hell.” She said, pulling the sheet around her slender body. She moved from the bed, standing on the other side of the bed, away from Trent.

What happened? Naomi thought back to last night, thinking over and over trying to put pieces together. She could feel the back of her head gripped tightly, pulled back and her neck swarmed with kisses and bites. Her body thrown to the bed, her hips gripped tightly and her lips kissed hard, roughly, deeply. She could almost taste her partner… she remembered knocking over the lamp, when she backed up into the nightstand, with him pinning her to the wall. Her heart quickened. Him… who was her partner? Naomi cursed herself mentally. Trent. Trent was her partner. He was in the room. Naked. She was in his bed. There was no other explaination. Did..

She could remember Trent’s grip on her hips…her thighs while her nails dug themselves into his back. Her nails. Did she leave a mark? She could remember her legs wrapping around him tightly, his hands all over her body…oh shit.

She gripped the sheet around her body, turned toward the wall. The sheet was lowered at the back, revealing her tattoos as she pressed her head toward the bed.

“Where…are my clothes?”

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She didn't understand what the hell happened last night. She watched him leave and she quickly found her clothes. She pulled on a shirt, jeans, shoes, fixed her hair and sighed heavily. They did have fun last night, but she didn't remember what or how it started. She still felt his lips at her ear, saying things she's never heard a man say to her. She grabbed her car keys and hurried down stairs. She slammed the door shut and hurried to her car. Images flooded through her mind. His hands at her thighs, tracing on the inside, his hands in her hair as he thrusted. She leaned against the car, her forehead on her arm. She didn't know where she would go.

How did they manage to... did they drink? She just didn't understand it, not at all.

"Shit."

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Naomi got in her car and started up the engline. She drove away quickly, hurried down the road and turned the corners quickly. She was irritated. Why the hell would they have sex together? What happened? How did they manage to do that and not remember a damn thing? They weren't drugged. She remembered coming down the stairs, dressed in Trent's clothing while her other clothes were being washed. He made a comment, sat next to her on the couch. That was all she could remember right now. Though her body shuddered when she remembered one...one image.

Trent had gripped her tightly, pulled her close and kissed at her neck. His voice was heavy, throaty, he said things that she couldn't quite put into thoughts.

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Enna slid out from the car and hurried through the front of the motel. She smiled, waved for Sammuel to hurry up. She ran down the hall quickly, left the door open, stripped.

Her shirt was in the door way, her pants in the middle of the floor, her underwear lead to the bathroom, where she took a hot shower.

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Naomi was pissed off, angered, annoyed and irritated so much, hell broke loose. Her car screeched to a stop, she got out of the car, slammed it closed and withdrawn her blade. She had a calll. A tip that her target, the one that got away, had checked into a motel room. She was on her way to take him out. She was dressed as an assassin, as her self. She had her hair brushed, black sweater, black pants and boots. She flipped onto the side of the house and climbed the drain pipe. She crawled into his window and found him at her desk. She flipped the blade into her hand and threw it, stabbing the man into the shoulder. He let out a cry and she dropped kicked him to the floor. He stared at her, confused, dazed. His head had hit the table.

"Give me a name." She muttered angrily. He coughed. "I said, give me a name."

"Charles Grey." He choked.

"Who is he?" She sat down on top of him, her eyes dark.

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It was finished. The man had died, Naomi got a name, it was the matter of trying to figure out who it was. She stood, stepped over the lifeless body and made her way down the stairs. She glanced in the many different rooms. She walked passed an ordinary living room, one with a desk, books, laps and a laptop. She grabbed the laptop, some folders, floppys, discs and made her way out the front door.

She stuffed it into her car, locked it and sat in the driver's seat and drove off.


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"Trouble maker..." Enna whispered, biting the lobe of his ear. Her fingers brushed is chest, stomach, thighs. "You love it."

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Naomi drove back to Trent's house, though she didn't want to deal with his attitude. However, she carried a box of files, hardware and his laptop. She knocked on the door quietly. She wore a dark red coat, black low cut top and long blue jeans. Her jeans were form fitted, her hair was curled and her make up was attractive yet nothing too extroadinary. She was told she needed to talk to Trent for their targets. She was told she had to hack into the computer at his house and although she wasnt happy about it, it was her job.

"Be home.' She breathed.

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[[Who do you want?]]
Enna Lynn nuzzled the base of his neck lightly, gripped his arm gently and carefully tugged him out of the shower after she turned off the shower. She grabbed the towel and placed it around her body, before she hugged him carefully. "I love you so very much."


Naomi shook her head and followed him inside. She stuffed her underwear into her pocket and her eyes settled on the couch. She placed the box down on the couch and sighed. "I found some information, some harddrives and I have to hack into them here. They have information on the leak, but since you're drunk, I'll just work on this and wait for my boss to call to tell me I can fucking leave your house." She explained with a mutter.

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"Fucking ass." She muttered.

"I am not a little princess, country son of a bitch." She was not in a good mood. Her throat held bruises. Bruises that were not from a target but from a pissed off advisor, one who was in charge of her, until the boss got a hold of her. He adored Naomi, in more than one way. She had bruises around her throat, her lower back but she paid no mind to them. She walked into the kitchen but stopped as a snake slithered in front of her. She shook her head.

"If you want to know what happened, nothing." She said calmly...convincingly. "All that happened is we took off our clothes as a joke and ended up passing out. Drink yourself to sleep. I don't fucking care. I'm done." He didnt remember kissing her neck, her nails across his back...at least she didn't mark him, luckily. She would admit though...sex with Trent McGarden...was amazing.

She moved to the front door and slammed the door shut. She grabbed the box and carried it to her car. She shoved it into the backseat, and leaned against her car. She grabbed her phone, dialed and placed it to her ear.

"No, Trents not home. I have to do the buisness elsewhere. Sure, I'll see Chris later.."

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She was going to object, yell at him and argue with him. They didn't just get drunk and slept with each other, did they? She couldn't remember their reasoning, it was just a blur. He was yelling, Naomi stared at him and parted her lips to object but she stopped. That growl... oh god that sexy, fucking low ass growl. She loved it way too much. It was sexy and she hated him strongly for it. As soon as he kissed her, her eyes widened.

She kissed him back. Why did he have to be such an amazing kisser? Her lips sealed against his, firmly, kissing him before her hand gripped the back of his head. She pulled their lips apart, her nose against his, lips above his. "I fucking hate you. You're an inconsiderate, lazy-ass country guy who seriously has some death wish with the reptiles." As she said this, she was serious...but she had a firm grip on his hair, her tongue gently grazed his lower lip before she kissed him.

She had a hunger. A yearning and he drove her nuts because of it.

She wasn't easy...but she didn't mind his hands on her. She wasn't going to let him know that. She leaned against the car, her eyes settled on his before she released the back of his head with a quiet whisper "And you're not even good in the bedroom." She had his hair in a seductive grip...she did the same thing last night. Before he found his way to her again.

Was he going to pin her? Or would he simply walk away?

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Naomi felt his hands at her ass, felt him pull her close before their lips crushed against once another. She hadn’t expected him to taste her, his tongue stroking and wrestling against her. She couldn’t believe her body’s reaction when his tongue barely grazed her own. She let out a breath through her nose. She hated him for how he tasted so good…so delicious. She hated how his fingers traced against her back and unhooked her bra. She hated how it felt so wonderful the way he kissed her. Fuck him.

“It was called for in the moment.” She muttered, her hand stroked down in between his legs as her lips pressed beneath his ear, biting down firmly. She was sly, swift as well. Why did he drive her nuts? It didn’t make any sense. She hated that she loved him touching her. That she loved his husky voice in her ear. “You’re not that good.” She whispered into his ear softly, her hand squeezing.

“You’re nowhere close to sexy…” That was a lie. He was a damn sexy beast and he was fucking fantastic in bed. The assassin moved a hand against his back, delved her nails into his skin and scratched down…slowly yet firmly. Her lips found his mouth again, kissed and pushed him back lightly.

“The hell do you think you’re doing? I am not going to let you take off my clothes right here outside. You’re not that lucky.” She said, though those lips of her smirked.

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Naomi stared at him with slight confusion though a smirk touched her lips. She felt her body ache when he no longer touched her. She knew she could drive him nuts, she's done it quite a few times.. just a few certain touches to certain places and she'd have him. She narrowed her eyes. She hated him. Oh god, but she loved the way he made her feel and hated it. Talk about a love hate relationship in all literal. Her bra had slipped, yeah. But she was both aroused and cold. She tilted her chin slightly to his waistline.

"At least I'm not peeping through my pants." She whispered, stood close to him and lightly traced her tongue against his lip. With that, she stepped back and opened her car door.

"I've got some hacking to do."

[[I almost heard Enna go "Hmph."]]

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"What can I say?" Naomi answered. She shrugged and sat down in her driver seat. "I'm not going to intrude on your home. I'll do some hacking at the motel. Have a good day, Mr. McGarden." She waved, closed her door and smirked. She started the car quietly, leaned against the passenger seat.

She rolled her window down an inch and smirked. "I hate you by the way."

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Enna took a deep breath and slowly released it against his lips. Her hand stroked against his cheek softly as her lips grazed down the side of his neck. "You remember...everything?" She wondered, her body pushed his back onto the bed. She straddled him carefully, her legs at his waist. "Do you remember my cries, my pleas for you to keep going...?" She whispered, her lips captured the lobe of his ear.

Enna wondered what was going on with her. She loved the magical connection they had, she loved their pleasures and pleas, she loved it. Her hips grazed his own gently. "Do you think...that hunger will be for a long, long time?"
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Naomi drove off down the street. She was a fast driver but she was able to turn corners without the fear of crashing. She made it back to the motel room, locked her car and headed her way through the hall. When she arrived at her door, it was ajar, cracked open. She gripped the blade at her thigh, kicked the door gently and watched as it swung open. Blankets and pillows were sprawled across the floor. Papers were on the ground, clothes were thrown about the room. Someone's been there.

She stepped into the room carefully, her hand squeezed the hilt of her blade. Breathe Naomi thought to herself. She needed to relax. She noted the broken lamp on the ground. It was dark. Shit.

The bedroom door slammed shut and Naomi turned around immediately, only to be grabbed from behind. She struggled for a moment, the man's hands strong and firm against her arms. "Let. Go." She groaned, pushing her feet against the ground to knock him back.

It didn't work. The back of her head was gripped and a man held up her chin. He eyed her features, his fingers tracing down her cheek. He hit her. Hard. Naomi's head was thrown to the side. She whirled around quickly, brought up her foot and kicked the man backwards. She grabbed her blade and whirled around. Three men stood in her room. Three men that needed to get the hell out.

"What do you want?"

"To teach you a lesson, assassin." The first man said, cracking his knuckles. "We don't like you snooping around."
"We want you to leave Jones alone, and keep your fingers away from our harddrives."

"Like I'm going to listen to you." Naomi started.
"We're just going to rough you up a bit."

The first man moved forward and Naomi swung the blade in his direction, while her leg was pushed up to kick the second man away from her. However, the third man grabbed the back of her head and pulled, causing her neck to grow exposed. He gripped it tightly, her eyes squeezing shut.

[[Naomi's fight will get more intense soon.]]

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Naomi's throat was clenched tightly by one of the men, as the other had moved to guard the door. She felt a needle touch her skin and her eyes widened as soon as she was injected. She felt herself grow cold, her body limp and she fell onto the ground. Something about these men were stronger than her assassins. She didn't understand it. She couldn't move. Her body was cold, her body was tensed. She was stuck. She was frozen. She couldn't breathe.

"That there, is a paralyzer. It's keeping the blood from rushing to your bain. Sooner or later, you won't be able breathe anymore." He explained, stepping over her.

Naomi stared at him blankly. She could think but she couldn't say a word. The third man knelt down on top of Naomi's body, his hands traced along her hips and sides. A tear welled and rolled down her cheek. His hand made his way to the inside of her thigh. She couldn't move.

"The boss said I could take especially care of you. Alec, Marc, you guys can stand out in the hall."
"Sir." They both left the room.

Samuel kept his body on top of hers. He took the tip of her own blade and delved it into her shoulder. It cut through her skin, the blood dripped down her arm.

He physically abused her.

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One of the men had answered that Naomi was going under a paralyzing drug. Naomi though, was going through much more than that. Tears fell from her eyes, streamed down her cheeks as his lips traveled her neck and his hands roamed her body. She would have screamed, if given the chance to talk. She would have fought back, if she was able to. The other men wandered through the hall, keeping people away from her apartment door.

Naomi couldn't breathe, her neck turned purple and her veins could be seen in her cheeks. The man held a syringe, one that would release the paralyzing drug from her blood stream. He wouldn't allow it. He had some of her clothing off, against the wall. Her eyes stared blankly, but she was crying.

"You need to mind your own buisness, woman. Meddling into something so big is unfit for a child." I'm not a child. "A woman can't handle a job for men." I'm a lot stronger than most men. "You can't handle this..." I should be able too...

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[[Time sucks e.e]]

For a few moments, Naomi just couldn't move. But then, her lips parted and she gasped out for air, her eyes widened and her body jerked. She was hyper venilated for a moment, her face wet with tears and her heart was pounding. She was finally able to move, though her stomach ached with pulsing tightens within her muscels. She was shaking, another side effect of the drug. "T-...Trent." She breathed, her eyes closed tightly and she hid her face. Oh she was not dressed properly. She felt exposed by the things he did to her. She wouldnt tell Trent. From the looks of it, it just seemed as if the man took off her clothes to give her cuts and bruises..nothing more. That's what she would allow anyone to believe. She had done this lie before, she was good at it.

Unfortunately.

"They work for Jones.. russian accents, country accents." She joked, her hand brushing against her throat. She didn't feel too good. She felt sick, from more ways in one. "I need...the bathroom." She whispered.

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Enna nuzzled the base of Sammy's neck softly, her fingers traced his stomach with love and compassion. "I love you, Samuel Pate." She whispered, stroking his neck. "We'll have to head out soon."
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Naomi turned her gaze to Trent for a moment. She smelled sweet naturally, the soap cleaned her well. She heard his nervous start of a conversation. She bit the inside of her lip as her thumb traced the rim of her glass. She took a drink and slowly relaxed there on the couch.

"Can you..." She started nervously.

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Enna Lynn sat up slowly and looked down at her love. She thought a lot about their futures. Sometimes she wondered about children, having small children run around in diapers, playing with the horses and chasing the cats and dogs around the house. She thought about having their own house, a farm, animals and beautiful scenery. Her fingers traced about the side of his neck for a moment before she kissed his forehead.

Naomi hurried into the guest room, tapped the door with the heel of her foot before she crawled into the bed. Her eyes were no longer the chocolate mixture in her eyes. They were blood shot. She pulled the blanket up to her shoulder, curled up and cowered underneath a pillow. She started to feel…dirty again. As if that shower did nothing close to cleaning her.
She was crying. She was shaking. She was quiet though, with her unwanted tears.

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Naomi shook her head and clutched the blanket tightly. She was not in the right state of mind. "Enjoy your shower, Trent." She whispered quietly. She continued to cry silently to herself, the tears falling ever so slowly. She hated the tears. She hated letting them go.

She kicked off the blanket, sat up slowly and moved to the corner of the room. It was dark. The moon barely shown through the curtain. She layed her head against the wall and closed her eyes.

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Naomi waited, another fifteen minutes she sat there in the corner. Her hair moved over her face as she wrapped her arms around her knees and legs. She was rocking. It just didn't make any sense, why it happened to her. Was she truly attractive enough that someone would do such a thing to her? Her body ached.

It took some time before she couldn't handle it anymore. She didn't want to be alone. Naomi stood carefully and headed her way into the hall. Biting her lower lip, she made her way to Trent's room. She didn't want to annoy him, but she didn't want to be alone.

She sat down on his bedroom floor, against the wall. Just being around him, she found was enough.

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Enna Lynn smiled softly, her fingers brushed against his cheek lightly. She couldn't help but brush her lips against the base of his neck. She squeezed his shoulder gently, biting the lobe of his ear. "Its too bad we cant stay here."

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Naomi shook her head, keeping herself seated there on the floor. "Just can't sleep...you can go back to sleep, I just want to sit in the same room as you." She replied quietly.

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Naomi was surprised that she felt him lift her so easily. She took a deep breath and relaxed as soon as she felt the warmth of the blankets around her body. Maybe it'll be better in the morning. She didn't know. The young assassin turned and her eyes settled on Trent's tiresome face. She felt it. She was fine. Safe...in the matter of speaking. She wore his clothes, layed in his bed and what she did next, was not expected. She slid closer to him, close enough that she could smell him. He smelled wonderful.

Her leg moved in between his, just to feel closer to him as the top of her head moved underneath his chin. Please be okay, please be okay... She thought as her eyes closed. She held her breath. She waited for his response. She waited for him to push her away, or...accept her. She hoped she hadn't crossed the line just then.

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Naomi could feel him stiffen as if she had taken him by surprise. She kept her mouth shut, breath held and squeezed her eyes. Don't turn me away... She thought, willing herself to believe he wouldn't. She felt his finger twitch, but then...she felt his arm pull her in closer, and she finally released that breath of air she had been holding. Her shoulders relaxed, her entire body followed soon after. She could hear his breathing, his heart beat against the side of her face. He didn't turn her away.


"Goodnight..." She whispered softly, her tiresome breath barely escaping her lips. Her hand rose gently, held his arm as her breathing grew even, light and her body gave off signs of slumber. She was asleep. She was in his arms, he was holding her, and she actually fell asleep.



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Naomi woke up after a bit of sleeping and layed there, her eyes fixed on the ceiling. She was fine. She truly believed she was fine. And then she hoped that were true. Her hand rose and gently brushed through Trent's hair. He wouldn't have her. He made that clear. She slid out of his bed slowly, moved into the hall and made her way down to the kitchen. She stopped in the door way, her eyes settled on the drawers. "He said some of these were dangerous..." She whispered, maybe it'd be best if she stayed back.

She took a deep breath and sighed, went outside, grabbed her belongings and sat down on the couch. She grabbed the mans laptop, her eyes locked on the screen.

She wondered what the password was. She had to think for a moment.

Naomi sat there, in Trent's boxers on the couch. Her hair was sweapt over one shoulder, his white t-shirt over her body. Her slender legs remained in a sitting position, her fingers typing away furiously at the keyboard.
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Wear him out? Enna knew she would have to keep herself contained, but she just enjoyed him so much. "Sammy..." She whispered, biting the lobe of his ear. "If you want me to stop..tell me."

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Naomi stared at Trent for a moment and actually smiled. Her lips pursed as her eyes stared at the keylog. Her fingers tapped the keyboard again and she sighed. Something about his presence calmed her, but she wouldn't admit it. "I slept alright.." She answered quietly, tapped again, mixing number and letters together. Different codes, for different reasons. "Hmm.."

Her fingers strummed again and the computer beeped. Her eyes widened and up on the screen was maps, blue prints, codes, plans. "Bingo." She breathed, leaning back as the computer loaded fully.

"Hey Trent, check this out... he not only handles plans with Enna's father, but underground trains, subways, packages, the army..." She ran her hand against her knee, her fingers brushed against her skin as she flipped through some of his contacts. "Hm.."

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Enna Lynn broke the kiss as soon as she heard her phone ring. She stared at it skeptically, half tempted to just ignore it. But it was rare when her phone rang. She kissed Sammy deeply, pushed her hips against his before she sat up and grabbed the phone. "Hello?" She answered softly, her hand stroking Sammy's cheek softly. "Enna Lynn."

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Naomi looked at Trent as he lifted her legs, his warmth against her cool skin sent a tremble through her body. She sighed and searched through some of the files quietly. "About three in a half hours." She answered softly, her chocolately eyes looking up at Trent's.

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Enna felt a shudder run across her body as his lips traced across her skin. Oh, he made it difficult to concentrate. She ran her hand against Sammy's leg gently as her eyes widened, just a smidge. She could hear Forrest on the other end. It was a rare thing for him to call her. "What happened?" She asked, calmly. She didn't understand why her name would be mentioned. Her father maybe? She blinked slightly, her hand traced Sammy.

"Why would my name be mentioned? Been working on the far and spending time with Samuel Pate."

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Naomi shook her head, her finger scrolling through the files. "I cant sleep, I hardly ever sleep." She whispered, feeling his hand at her thigh. Just a little lower and she could feel his skin against her own. She hated how much she yearned for it. "Besides, I need to get this done."

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"I'm not moving.. I'm comfortable right here, so technically, I am resting." She looked back at him, her chocolately gaze locked on his as the corner of her lips lifted in a smile. She flipped through another page on the computer and leaned over, pressed her lips against his cheek, just once, lightly. She didn't want to cross the line.

"Sound okay?"

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"What the hell?" Naomi narrowed her eyes. She wasn't going to sleep, she was fine in all reality. Sleep just didn't come well enough for her. She stood from the couch and followed him up the stairs. In due time, she grabbed the laptop from his grip and clutched it to her chest. "I don't sleep well. Ever. I just want to get this done before the next phone call. If I'm unable to give a report, then it's my back that's going to pay."

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[[Forgive me dear ones, I've had a lot to do for school and moving. I will post as much as possible, here for now, let me get things moving..]

Enna Lynn hung up the phone with Forrest with a heavy sigh. She rolled her eyes and pulled on some quick clothing. She didn't have a lot to say but she knew she had to tell Sammy what was going on. She rubbed her finger over her scar and sighed. "So, I have to go to the Johnson's, deal with Kaiden, figure out why my name is being masacred over something I didn't do...and I need all the support I can get."

sammy Pate and Enna Lynn got into the car and quickly drove. Enna insisted she drove, the way of the wheel calmed her nerves as she drew closer to the bar. She pulled it to a stop and leaned over and kissed Sammy's lips deeply. She turned off the engine and slowly slid out of the car. "You can hang out in the living room..." She said this as they got through the front door. "I'm going to stand right here and..."


"Hello?" She called.

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Naomi wanted the laptop but Trent wasn't going to budge. She crossed her arms and leaned against the wall. She was feeling a lot better though, but he wanted her to relax. She could think up a few ways of getting...relaxation. However, Trent said simple enough that he wasn't going to take advantage of her... but that was last night.

"I will go back downstairs, only if you kiss me. And I mean really kiss me, lip to lip action, nothing less." She smirked. "Unless you're afraid you can't keep up with my kisses."

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Naomi narrowed her eyes as soon as she was lifted. She hated this. Her hand gripped the back of his head, pulled it back and she quickly bit the side of his neck. She released it and slammed her hand to the side of his side, wanting to be released.

"Damn it Trent, just let me go already and I will leave you alone."

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Enna stared at him as he spoke about Shiro. Who the hell was Shiro? She didn't understand what he was talking about. She hadn't done anything, she didn't even come near the Johnson's place in quite some time. Her eyes stared at Kaiden but she felt her stomach lurch as soon as he mentioned about her rape. About being raped. Yeah, she knew exactly how it felt and how it haunted her the rest of her life. She gripped something behind her, an umbrella? She wasn't sure. She swallowed hard, taking in a deep breath and slowly released it to calm her rapidly beating heart.

"I don't know who the hell Shiro is." She started. "I've been working, staying at a motel and trying to pick up my feet after you fucking stabbed me in the shoulder. I don't care about you or what you think I've done. I've done nothing to you. I've lost Gerty. I've lost my own father and my finances. I've lost my vertue when I was little, yes, I know what it's like to be raped, I know what it's like to be haunted by those nightmares and those crazy dreams that just wont stop.

Did I enjoy my time with Sammy? I didn't have any time with Sammy until I finally found a place to live. I didn't kill anyone or anything thing! I don't know how to kill, never ever will I kill a thing in my life because I'm not like you. I don't take away people's lives, I don't hurt children and I don't fucking leave loved ones for years and years at a time. At least I had the decentcy to say good bye to Maggie when I left! How does that make you feel? How does it make you feel that all you've been doing to me is hurting me?" Her ears and face was a bit red, she was angry but she needed to say what was going through her head.

Luckily Forrest and Sammy stood in front of her.

"I tried to stop you from hurting people again, for the third time in our lives I tried to pick up your damn peices. You pretended to care, you pretended to love us all and then you just threw it all away. I don't care anymore. I've accepted that you are a lying bastard and don't give a damn about anyone. I don't care anymore! You hear that?! I do not care about you or what you think of me, or where you're headed. I'm done with you! You hate me and I hate you."

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Naomi stood quickly and moved in front of Trent. Her eyes stared at his and her eyebrows narrowed, just a bit. She gripped his shoulder gently, a smooth movement before she stepped close to him and bit the side of his neck. Naomi was being bold, she was strong and slick. She was an assassin. But the way she bit his neck, the way her hips just fit against his as her hands gripped the collar of his shirt.

She was in a mood. Not horny, not insane, but she was in a certain mood.

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Enna Lynn was rather confused. One minute Kaiden was talking about marriages, and then everything went up from there. Enna wondered what she missed in the midst of her tears. Sammy...marrying her? What were they talking about? Her eyes widened and she stared at Maggie.

"You're getting married?" She gasped, smiled widely and held out her arms for Peggy to hug her. Her eyes then settled on Kaiden. "Leave Sammy alone...he's a really great gu-

"Forrest Johnson you did not just fucking say that!" She exclaimed.

This was family. This was normal. It was beginning to relax.


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Naomi stared at Trent as he talked. Was this the point where she let out her entire life story? She didn't know where to start... She took a deep breath and sighed heavily. "He didn't. My mother did."

I was sent to an orphanage. Adopted into a new family who did drugs and drank every night. I saw murder at the age of nine years, and it was my childhood friend. The man who took me from the orphanage said the clients would enjoy my middle name, which meant firefly. I didn't know what clients meant, some who wanted to use me for my body, and others who wanted me to kill a man off their hunt list. It started out with using my body when I was fourteen to lure those targets to hotels. They were killed as soon as I got the information needed. Sixteen, I was shipped to work with Rinaldi..." She whispered softly. Donovon's annoying nemesis or whatever, but they got along if things ran smoothly. I've been with Gusto Rinadli since then...and he tends to punish me if I don't get the job done."

That was the jist of it.

"Trent...I need to get out of this house or I'm just going to want you more and more and like you said... you're into one night stands, nothing more. Another difference. Sure, I like it here...but I can't stay here."

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Enna Lynn stared at Kaiden. She just couldn’t believe how fast he hit brother mode at the slightest of mention of marriage and Samuel Pate. Enna knew what talking and getting to know someone better meant. It just didn’t seem all that great of an idea because of how she knew Kaiden and Forrest were. No way in hell was she going to get pregnant…they slept with one another but she was damn sure she wasn’t going to have a baby. Not yet anyway. She blinked and face palmed for a moment as her eyes settled on Samuel Pate. Might as well blur out her news, right?

“You two will do no such talking to Sammy, you hear me? He’s won my heart over, ain’t that enough?” She answered. “I’ve been staying at the Motel, Sammy’s been taking care of me.” Oops. Motel was not the best choice of words. Oh hell, Enna Lynn, what did you just get yourself into. “Ya’ll can’t go on full brother mode, I still haven’t played sister damn it.” She muttered angrily.

“Leave him alone,” She just didn’t feel comfortable with saying Kaiden’s name yet. Not till she felt sure.
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Naomi stared at Trent for a moment. She didn’t want him..to just full around with no. There was something between them and she just couldn’t tell what the hell it was. She hated the man. He drove her insane and crazy and nuts and drove her up the wall… oh the wall. He was well talented with holding her agai… stop it Naomi.
She bit her lip softly.

“Trent you rub me entirely in the wrong way. You’re stubborn and selfish and I hate you for it. You’re always making me mad, angry and annoyed as hell, but…”

Don’t say it Naomi.

“I want you…and not just for your body.”

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Enna Lynn stared at Kaiden and her eyes narrowed in anger. "Are you kidding me? Kaiden Vincent, you will do no such thing and I mean it!" She exclaimed. She moved to Kaiden, grabbed the lobe of his ear and pulled him away from Sammy. "The two of you are not going to share a beer. Knowing you, you're going to scare him away." She hissed.

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Naomi listened as he talked, how he hated going out and he loved napping. She watched as he got up, went into the kitchen and returned with a beer in hand. Her eyes stared at him, stared at his amber gaze and she could feel herself grow quiet. She wasn't drooling, she wasn't scared but yet, she couldn't help but like them. They were different, beautiful and her own chocolate gaze returned the same glance. "I'm an adult now, I can take care of myself, Woo has nothing to worry about me. I've been on my own since I was a child, save for Gusto." She answered softly.

"And you don't need to protect me. I need to get out of this house, Trent. I might not be able to stop next time when I try to seduce you." She admitted.

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"Cookie." She stopped dead in her tracks and her eyes stared at him hard. She literally pushed him against the wall by the stairs and stared into his eyes. Her own gaze locked and grew daring. "I dare you to call me that again." She warned, her fingers still held onto his ear. "You know damn well I hate that."

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"I am not going to go to the Johnson's, Trent." She sighed heavily. "Just being close to your is driving me insane. All because I want to kiss you and I don't understand why." She muttered, got off the couch and moved across the room. She rested her back against the wall.

"I..can I just go and take a shower?"

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[[Not sure where Enna is or where to put her xD]]

Naomi took a deep breath and made her way up the stairs. She locked herself in Trent's bathroom, sighed heavily and tried her best to relax as the hot water washed over her body. She liked the heat, in fact, needed it to wake herself up from her groggy, annoyed self control. She liked Trent...a lot and that much was obvious. Her hair stuck to the sides of her face, as her hands scrubbed in the different scented shampoos and conditioners.

She began humming.

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Naomi shook her head, her hand pressed against the back of her head. It was bleeding. Not too bad, but enough to sting. She cringed and knew exactly what was behind his back. She stepped back once more, her foot caught on her pile of clothes and a towel Trent used before, her body flew backwards. Her arms flailed and she fell to the floor.


She fell.

And the towel did too.

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Naomi kept her eyes closed. The soap in her eyes stung. She shook her head. (Which was a lie). "No.. not bleeding." She murmured, keeping her hand on her head. So.. she was in Trent's room. Naked. On his bed. The hell with all these signs? It's almost like she could never get away from being so attractive together. She sighed heavily.

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[[Trent made me giggle.]]

Naomi just stared at Trent. None of it made any sense. She meant for her to just go, not Trent. She didn't want him to go with her, that would just make things bad for her. She couldn't stop thinking about him...in sexual ways than anything else at that moment. Her eyes widened and her jaw dropped. "Trent, no. You're not coming with me, no no and no." She answered simply. Her chocolate strands shook as her head turned both directions. "No."

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Enna...se just couldn't believe it. Kaiden didn't understand what was going on. She closed her mouth, her lips pressed tightly together and she let out a frustraited scream (which was muffled), and headed back up stairs. She hoped that Sammy followed her. She needed him to follow her.

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"Well I'm checking in to the Feria Hotel, you're staying here." She muttered. There was no way he could come with her.... she'd be all over him the instant they go to the hotel. it was dangerous territory. She sighed heavily, narrowed her eyes and bit her lip softly. "DAmn you Trent."

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[[maggie ignored Enna's post DX </3 Lol]]]

Naomi felt his lips grow closer to hers and for a moment, she begged for him to kiss her, mentally of course. She took a deep breath through her nose and sighed heavily. "No." She said firmly. "Actually, if you want, but you can't stay in the same room." She muttered then, added quickly.

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Naomi stared at Trent for a moment as he spoke. She hadn't expected him to want her to stay, in fact, she thought he'd be more than happy for her to go. What were the pros and cons of moving out? Pros, she'd be able to handle not touching him. Con. She'd be away from him. Pro. There was a swimming pool, room service, less poisonous snakes. Con. She wouldn't be with Trent all the time.

She sighed and threw her hands up in the air. "Damn it Trent. I've already told you, staying here with you is just going to make me nuts. We can sleep next door to each other, you don't need to keep a damn eye on me all the time."

She was worried more for him. She was worried that she'd make another fool of herself wanting to be close to him...closer. He had that charm, and she loved it.

"I fucking hate you."

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Naomi hadn't expected to be pulled back, in fact, her eyes widened as soon as she fell against him. She felt her body fall and land against his chest. As if that wasn't enough, Trent mounted her and her chocolate gaze stared up into his, confused yet intrigued. A dangerous mixture of emotions. Her hands were pinned above her head, and Naomi secretly found herself enjoying this, but it also made her angry. He wasn't making things easy, just like she was in the hall.

Fun? Did he just call her fun?

Naomi stared at him still. She refused to speak, though she knew what to say and why she wanted to say it. Damn him and his quirks and perks. She watched him lean down, her body was still dressed in that long shirt. She sighed softly, her eyes closed for a moment as she refused to speak to him.

"Nothing... this, is nothing." She whispered, though her voice was uneven. She found her fingers curling up into the palm of her hands. This was something, they both knew it. But she wasn't going to give in.. She just couldn't.

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Naomi let out a frustraited sigh and grabbed the nearest sofa pillow, screamed into it and chucked it at Trent's back. "Son of a bitch," She muttered, sitting up.

"One. I am not a city gal. Two. I hate diamonds. And I hate rubies. I like silver and that's about it. Three. That's it. You can't just get close to me like that, and then just get up and leave." She muttered angrily.

"I'm leaving, you're staying. Got it?"


[[Brb! Dont go Ary! Getting food < 3 ]]

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Naomi finally took some time to cool off. Why did she feel like this toward Trent? None of it made any sense. First, she wanted him, second she could not stand him and third...damn she wanted to love him. She sighed heavily and grabbed a few of her fake IDs, trying to remember what name she used. Clairesima Taylor. She hadn't used that name before. The joys of being an assassin. She picked up the phone, dialed and ordered room service. She was going to be there for awhile.

"Sure thing miss." The man answered and Naomi gave a smirk. She was not a city gal, not really, but she knew how to move like one if the situation called for it. Perhaps a swim would be good... oh she'll do it after she eats. Suddenly, the phone rang just as she hung it up.

"Clairese, I see you used the new credit card. What is your purpose?"

She knew that voice. Her boss. She sighed softly.

"Last motel had some issues, I moved into this one for more research and to gather myself once again."

"All is well?"

"Yes sir."

"Good. Carry on." Click. And that was that.

[[Damn you Trent and Naomi. T_T]]

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[[Both of them are stubborn]]

She was dressed in a bathing suit; a two piece bikini with strings tied into sharp knots at her hips, and the top tied behind her back and neck. They were black, a color that complimented her skin well. Her hair was pinned up, skin slick with oil as she sat down by pool in doors. The water was heated, not too hot but warm enough to enjoy it. She sat in one of the lawn chairs, legs crossed with a laptop on her lap. Her toes were curled, the soft skin glistened lightly as she reached over to the stand beside her. It was a wine glass, filled with dark red wine. She pressed the rim of her glass to her lips and took one long sip.

She could feel eyes on her. It was a given to being an assassin and all. She opened her eyes as the wine washed down her throat. Her eyes settled on a young man not much older than her across the pool. He was attractive, that was a given. He wore no shirt, but black trunks and he was quite built. Dark red hair, blue eyes. Yeah, a lady would enjoy his company. He gave a charming smile and Naomi shook her head lightly.

“Not interested.” She said, sipping from her glass once more. She returned it to its place on the stand and tapped her fingers across the keys. The man stood from his spot and made his way to her direction. He sat down in the lawn chair beside Naomi.

“Hey there, name’s Ryan.”

“That’s good, you’ve got a name.” She said sarcastically.

She missed Trent.

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Naomi rolled her eyes. "Just go." She said softly, brushing the man off. He got up, moved and left her alone. She sighed, finishing the remaining of her glass, her finger brushed against the rim. Her mind was easily distracted by Trent. Where was he? Was he doing his one night stands? Ugh, she was jealous and that didn't make her happy. She sighed heavily and raised her glass for another refill.

[[Nao on hold. Ary, what should we do with our loves?]]

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Her lips formed a small moan, a sigh of pleasure as Sammy moved. She forgot the walls were thin, forgot that people could hear her if she were too loud. She pulled his shirt from his body, her fingers strode down his back as her lips found his neck. She bit him. Begged for him.

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“Excuse me, you have a phone call.” A woman answered softly. Naomi looked up from her laptop and her eyes settled on the woman’s for a small moment. She blinked slightly and took the phone carefully. She pressed it to her ear and released a breath of air. She could hear the deep breath of a man, one who was inhaling a cigar. She blinked for a moment, she knew who it was, but, she didn’t believe it. A deep bit of laughter was heard and her eyebrows creased.
“Firefly. I have a job for you.”

“Joey..I..it’s you…but I figured Gustav (Gusto) would call.”

“No, I have my own personal job. You need to get back to your brother. The leaks gotten worse and I trust you’re getting closer. However, the tie is Enna Jones, her father is the one behind it all. She has a darling child, Gerty. She needs to be picked up and delivered to Enna Lynn… she has a small package that I would like to be delivered to Kaiden. Could you do that for me?”

“Sir?”

“Go and pick up Gerty Coster from the orphanage slash fosterhome. On her person or in her belongings is a package that needs to be delivered to Kaiden. Enna Lynn Jones, her father is behind is all and I need that girl to be in touch with Enna real soon. That is your job. Do it soon. I will keep in touch.”

“Yes…sir.”

“Thank you, dear Firefly. I know that you will succeed.”

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Yeah, well, Kaiden did traumatize her but she was more involved with Sammy. Her hands were at his back, their naked bodies molded to one another within moments. She didn't care about the headboard, about how the entire bed moved back. It was hot and damn, Sammy was good at it. She soon forgot all about Kaiden, all about the drama and the crazy events. It was just Sammy. And that was what she gasped...

"Sammy!" She gasped, her hand gripped the back of his head...

[[And so the love birds well...yeah xD]]

The drive was long. Naomi had a packed trunk, files on the passenger seat and a lot of it didn’t make sense. Why would she have to deliver a child to deliver a message to Kaiden? As long as she wasn’t going to run into Trent. She kept an open file on her lap as her hands steered the steering wheel. She sighed softly as her fingers brushed across the picture of a little blonde girl with brightly colored eyes. She supposed she was a bit older from this picture, maybe? She turned off the highway and made her way toward the foster house. A little red house on the corner. Oh where, oh where has that little red house gone?

She pulled her car into the nearest drive way and got out of the car. Luckily, she was dressed with a purple sweater, blue jeans and her hair was brushed. She grabbed her phone, slipped it into her pocket and breathed. “Time to do this.”
She walked up the stepping stones to the front porch, already hearing the soft shrieks of laughter and a “Gross Gerty!” from someone of a young age. Naomi wondered what a little girl could be doing, that was so gross.

She walked up the steps, knocked on the door and was greeted by a young woman. Over her shoulder, she saw little Gerty sitting on the living room floor with a yellow gummy bear stuck in her left nostril. She was cross eyed, giggling and making roaring noises. The woman shook her head and smiled. “Yes?”

“Here to pick up Gertrude?”

“Oh, little Gerty, you must be Liza, the caretaker. Yes, she’s here. Gerty! Come get your things together.”

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As soon as Gerty’s clothes and belongings were packed, Naomi settled her in the backseat. She moved to the front and sat there, buckled and started the engine. She could see Gerty’s blonde hair blowing with the slight wind. Her eyes were wide with surprise though she wondered where she was going. Gerty looked at Naomi through the mirror. “Where are we going?” She asked, her voice was quiet but questioning. Naomi turned the wheel slowly as they drove.

“Back to Enna, you remember Enna don’t you?”

“Enna?! I do! I do! I can’t wait!” She squealed.

Naomi smiled faintly. She drove the car passed Trent’s house and her heart nearly jolted. She saw an image of a woman in the living room…and here she thought, he didn’t have sex with those at his own house. She needed to talk to him…but she didn’t want to. However, she pulled the car into Trent’s driveway, got out of the car and told Gerty to wait for a moment.

“I’ll be right back.” She then knocked on the door.
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Enna sighed softly as her forehead pressed against his bare shoulder. "I love you Samuel Pate."

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Naomi stared at Trent for a moment. He said that he didn't have one night stands in his own house, unless he was married to them, then it was different. Why did it stuck her so much that there was a woman there. The pit of her stomach lurched and she shook her head slowly, clearing her throat. His messed up hair, unzipped pants...oh she needed to get out of there. She could feel her heart racing. She was pissed on the inside, she could feel it. ".........." She couldn't say anything, instead she just looked over his shirt. "Nice to meet you too Mrs. McGarden." She said sarcstically, turned and hopped off the stoop. "Trent, there's some buisness we need to tend to with our jobs, but don't worry, I can handle it myself. Good to know that you're happy."

She got in the front seat and closed the door. She gripped the steering wheel so tightly, she worried Gerty. "You okay?"
"Yes, I'll be fine." Naomi started the car and slid out of the drive way, her eyes not daring to look at Trent. She was hurt.
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Enna sighed softly once more, she was comfortable. "Dont make me move."

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Naomi stared at her phone and then at the road as she drove. She hurried to the Johnson's, reered into the driveway and stepped out of the vehical. She got out and shut the driver as Gerty got out of the car. Gerty squealed and hurried through the front door. "Enna!" She shouted happily.

"...What?" Enna gasped, her eyes widened.

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[[Just so you know Naomi still claimed Trent, but I will work for it. T_T Butthead.]]

Naomi moved to the front of the porch. "Gerty?" She called, wondering where the girl was. Gerty giggled, popped onto the stairs and called out for Enna.

Enna moved from Samuel Pate gently and hurriedly pulled some clothes over her body. She fixed her hair and kissed Sammy. "Gerty's here!" She said, happily and hurriedly ran down the stairs. She hurried down the stairs and right then-

"Enna!" She screamed and Enna's eyes widened.

"Oh Gerty!" She called, kneeling down carefully. Gerty ran quickly and threw herself in her arms. Naomi smiled faintly, but her mind still retracted to Trent. Yeah, she missed him but the thought of that bothered her. That woman must be a one night stand, or someone he enjoys being around.

"Gerty, do you have a message?"

"Yeah. But I can't give it to you. I have to give it to Trent." Gerty answered. "And Kaiden." She said this so calmly, Naomi's eyes widened.

"What?" She sighed, grabbed her phone and dialed Trent's number.

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[[I made Naomi for Trent. T_T]]

Naomi narrowed her eyes. She just didn't want to talk to Trent right now. She watched Enna and Gerty together, smiled and moved to her car, leaned against it and spoke quietly. She knew she would have to get passed her issues. She took a deep breath and slowly released it, calming her anger. Her sorrow. And those rushing feelings.

"Trent, its Naomi. Listen. My boss gave me a task to deliver a little girl to Enna Jones, at the Johnson's place. She has a message or a package, but she is not allowed to give it to me but to you and Kaiden. I can't finish my job unless you're here and she has something rather important to say, but she's good at not talking to me." Naomi answered softly.

Enna stroked Gerty's strands softly, kissed her forehead and hugged her again. Tears welled in her eyes as she hugged the little girl tightly in her arms. She nuzzled Gerty as Gerty squeezed Enna's shoulders. Oh how she missed that small little child. She loved her so very much.

"Am I living with you now?" Gerty asked.

"What?"

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Naomi rolled her eyes as soon as he talked about the phone call being an excuse. It wasn't but she wished she could see him again. She sighed gently and hung up as soon as she heard Nanoli in the background and him on his way. She slipped the phone into her pocket and Enna had left the room, headed out and met up with Naomi. "Thank you for bringing her here." She answered.

"You're Enna? Seems like your father has been up to a lot of buisness lately." She explained.
"So I've heard. But why did you bring her here?"
"She has some valuable information that will help me with my buisness. I can't get it though." Naomi said. How much did she know? Well, she was friends with Kaiden, so maybe she knew a lot.

"Someones been watching her." Enna explained. "So she has information to give to you, well Kaiden and Trent. Are you like them?"

"So you do know."
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Gerty wore a flowery dress with little sandals, though she hated walking in them. She wondered who was upstairs. This house was pretty big. Her brightly colored eyes scanned the couch before she plopped herself down on the sofa, pulled up her legs and stared at the wall.

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Naomi and Enna talked a lot about their situation and Naomi actually liked the girl. She heard a car nearby and her eyes settled on Trent as he walked over. He handed her a bottle of whiskey and her eyebrows lifted in question. She felt his lips on her cheek and the words She's just an old friend, was he talking about the girl at his house? Naomi bit the inside of her lip and nodded in response. She inclined her head toward the house. "Inside." She answered. "Thank you for the bottle...and I'm sorry for my actions earlier."

Enna held the bear and smiled faintly. "You should give it to her." She answered. "She'll talk to you more if you give it to her yourself." She explained, handing it back.

Gerty giggled softly before she pulled herself to a standing position and kicked out her legs, plopping down and bouncing off the couch with a shrill giggle. "Yay!" She yelled. She did it again, and again. That little girl moved onto the couch, stood and jumped up, bounced off and landed on the ground with a big oomf. She smiled, moved her hair from her face and climbed back on the couch.

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Naomi looked at the group of people and she sighed. Yeah, good ole crowds. Gerty smiled widely and nuzzled Kaiden's knee. Her eyes widened then. Forrest? She remembered him. Oh yeah, she liked him. He was the one who played with her from time to time. She released Kaiden's leg and moved to Naomi, looked up at her and blinked. "You're supposed to go with Uncle because its about you too. But he wants to meet you guys at the lockers." Gerty nodded. She was done. She moved away from Naomi and knelt down next to Enna, who sat on the floor. "Kaiden, he said that you have to be careful, cause if you ain't, you cold get hurt." She said, sitting down on top of Enna. She had that accent, that country thick accent and Naomi couldn't help but laugh softly.

Her eyes caught Trent's though. For a moment, she didn't react in any way but kept her gaze on his. Then, the corners of her lips perked up slightly and she smiled.

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"Trent, you have rattle snakes, poisonous knives, your house is not fit for a child, mind you. A hotel, you have the large suite, room service, pool and television." She answered simply, picking up her foot and nearly kicking him in the family jewels. "Believe me, I am not taking her there." She muttered.
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Gerty backed up slightly but then smiled, moved forward and sat down on his knee. Just like that. She could tell that Enna cared about him, the way he looked at her said it enough. Gerty held onto his shoulder and smiled. "Hi." She said with a toothy grin, her front teeth missing. "I lost my teeth."

Enna giggled softly and watched Samuel Pate with the little girl. She mouthed "It's okay", before she knelt down as well. "This is Sammy, Gerty he's what we call a -"

" A keeper." Gerty answered.

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Naomi listened to his every word, but what bothered her the most was yes we do have sex every now and then... oh it made the pit of her stomach ache. She nodded, sighing before she slid her legs up into the back seat of the car. "Later." She whispered, and closed the door. Just like that. She hated herself right then. She could feel the jealousy rushing over her expression and it was beginning to bother her. She layed her head down against the driver's seat and sighed heavily. "You're pathetic Naomi."

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Gerty was at the car, with Naomi, Sammy and Enna. Naomi cringed as soon as she heard her brother's cry. "Get her in the car." She warned, and Enna nodded, strapping Gerty in the back seat. Enna made sure to tell Gerty to relax. "Sammy, turn on the music for Gerty." Naomi instructed, moving away from the car.

"Jang Woohyun." She said, sarcastically. "What?" She asked, crossing her arms. She then saw Trent in the door way, bleeding from his jaw. She shot him a glance and then faced her brother.

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She stood there, listening to each and every one of his words. Learn a thing or two from Margaret? She killed for a living and he wants her to learn a thing from Margaret? It all didn't make sense, in fact, her own brother didn't make sense. Her eyes widened however, as soon as his hand slapped across her face and it stung. Both her skin and her thoughts. He had never, ever done that to her face. Her eyes widened and a hand flew to her cheek. Her eyes watered for a moment, her face had a red mark across her cheek.

She turned toward Enna and apologized for what just happened. She looked back at the front door, Trent was gone. She sighed heavily and moved toward the front seat. She crawled into it, while Sammy stepped aside. Enna just remained quiet and Gerty just stared. "Are..you okay?" Gerty asked.

Naomi nodded. "I'll take good care of her." Naomi answered softly.

Enna nodded apprecriatively. "Take real good care of her." She whispered and stepped aside. She kissed Gerty's forehead, shut the door and promised she'd see her soon.

Naomi turned on the engine, pushed the gas and she was gone.

Enna held up a finger in front of Sammy for a moment and moved into the house. She had half the mind to grab the shot gun. You just dont hit a woman. Ever. "Peggy, Woo hit Na-" She stared at Trent.

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Naomi wondered if Trent would answer his text. She sighed, grabbed a bag of frozen peas and placed it against her cheek as she picked up the suite's phone. She dialed and ordered room service; some steaks, mashed potatos, corn and broccoli. She also ordered some desserts and a bottle of wine and milk. She hung up the phone and headed into the bathroom, stripped down and stepped into the hot and steamy shower.

Gerty was still asleep on the couch, though she stirred and hung over the side of it with her arms dangling and her head nearly falling off the cushion.

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"No Trent, Le Old Puke is just disgusting enough with its name." She laughed softly. Gerty wrapped her legs the best she could around Trent's waist and squeezed. "I like chicken." She answered, sliding down from his body. She sat the doll carefully on the couch and ran to the table, grabbed a strip of chicken and bit into it. She chewed quickly and swallowed it down with a gulp. It was hot but she didn't mind it.

Naomi watched as Gerty ate, swallowing down strips of meat with ranch before she hurriedly ran to the couch, grabbed her doll and pointed to the bedroom at the end of the small hall. "Dat one?"

"Mhm. Its yours." Gerty grinned and yawned as she hugged the both of them goodnight. She kissed Trent's cheek and the Naomi's.
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Enna laughed, hurried out of the truck and followed Maggie into the house. She dropped her clothes by the door and hurried into the kitchen, filled up a kettle with hot water, another with milk and she took out the rum. She smiled and grabbed other ingredients, hiding them behind a box of cereal. It was her secret recipe.


[[T_T]]

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[[Sleepy Ary < 3 I hope you sleep well.]]

Gerty ran away into the bathroom and grabbed a tooth brush. She covered it with toothpaste and scrubbed at her pearly whites. However, Naomi was left with Trent and her eyes settled on his for a moment. They needed to talk. She really didn't want to. She could feel what was going to happen. Was he going to leave? Would he end up not wanting her and hating her again? She didn't need anymore drama, she just wanted to calm down, just for one night.

She nodded though, there was no way she could escape it. She grabbed a fresh bottle of wine, popped the cork and poured them a full glass. She settled the glasses on the coffee table, sat down on the couch and took the first drink from her wine. She swallowed hard, sat the glass down and pulled her legs into a sitting position.

"I'm sorry for the way my brother treated you. He doesn't have a right to, haven't been in my life since I was a little girl." She answered softly, taking another drink.

Gerty finished brushing her teeth, rinsed, fixed her hair and popped out of the bathroom. "Night night!" She exclaimed and jumped into her room. Little lights flickered across her walls, a night light because she hated the dark. She curled up on the bed and soon...fell asleep.

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Naomi gasped as soon as he pulled her and kissed her lips. He pulled away and her eyes blinked, in shock. "So you fell in love with an Asian." She whispered. She glanced at Gerty's door. "She's sleeping..Trent."

She took a step and pushed him against the wall and pressed her lips against him. Yeah, she was being dominate. She didn't care though. She kissed him hard.

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Her eyes widened as soon as her door shut. Enna laughed, biting her lip as she allowed the blanket to drop. She stuck out her tongue and laughed. "Hm?"

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Naomi giggled softly. "Well.. I have you in my bed." She started. "And I love you, I hate that I love you." She whispered, kissing his jaw line. She remained laying there beneath him, her eyes settled on his. She watched his gaze with love, yet, their was that sort of fierce attitude and a smile that was both seductive and...sweet.

"Now that you have me..." She whispered.

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"Trent, don't go." She asked, pleaded as soon as she moved in front of the door. She stared at him, her eyes fixed on his own and her lips pursed in thought. "Please...don't go."

For once, her eyes widened slightly. They glistened and for a moment, she revealed her innocence, her weakness. "Dont..go."

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Enna sighed and plopped herself down on the couch. She took a few breaths before she closed her eyes. Gerty... Everything right now was intense and yet, she felt at ease with Maggie there. "Peggy, I can't shoot worth crap." She muttered, eyeing Sammy.
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"Woo... I dont want Trent to die."

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Kaiden returned shortly after with a bright red face and a chuckling assistant.

"I don't understand why your face is red. You have nothing to be ashamed of, quite the opposite if you ask me." Kristen laughed when Kaiden groaned in embarrassment.

"I didn't ask you..." Kaiden muttered softly, keeping his head down. Thankfully his long hair was hiding his face... however left ear gave him away. Oh how he wished for the day that he could hide his blushes...

"Well it seems like you needed to hear it. You're one of the lucky ones man! Handsome, benevolent, understanding, patient, fun... and then you have that nice package downstairs. I'm kind of jealous you know?" Kristen slowly bent in order to help Kaiden onto the bed.

"Kris, I think Forrest needs to be patched up again." Kaiden said quickly. He smiled brightly once Kristen straightened up and looked down at Forrest.

"Ooh... that's right. Well.. I'll just take my sweet time in doing so..." Kristen's eyes flashed with slight anger momentarily before that sickening smile of his was back on his face. "I'll return shortly, Mr. Johnson." With that said, he left the room and headed downstairs.

Emerald green eyes stared sadly at Forrest's side. "I'm sorry... looks like I'm always hurting you. You know what...?" Kaiden took a deep breath in and slowly let it out. "Punch me. Punch me as hard as you can anywhere you want. E-Except the face... well I owe you a lot so... i-if you're going to punch me in the face... I uh..." Kaiden closed his eyes and prepared himself for the blow.

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Woohyun followed Maggie quickly. He squeezed his girlfriend's hand slightly as he looked over his shoulder. "Maggie... this might sound like a very stupid question since the answer should be quite obvious and also because an assassin this question should be even much more obvious but..." He took a quick breath before continuing.

"Shadows are not suppose to move... correct?" Woohyun kept his voice to a mere whisper as he looked over his shoulder once mroe.

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Trent arched an eyebrow, smile still in place. "I'll try not to get angry in front of you anymore." He usually didn't get angry. Hell last time he got angry was... probably when he was nothing more than a child? Well that just proved how much he cared about Naomi...

He found himself thinking about the woman. A lot. He thought about her being the one. That special person that he could just be completely... himself. Where he wouldn't have to be worried about his life being on the line... but... he just couldn't still believe that such a perfect woman like her could love a simple cowboy like him. That bothered him. He didn't deserve her...

"Hmn?" He snapped back into reality at the sound of her voice. "Where?... Ah... well... we should probably reunite. It ain't time to relax yet."


[[Zero: ~stops for a moment before ruffling her hair~ >:~) This is fun..
Me: O//O ~bright red~ I-I-I w-wuv y-you too...]]

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She rolled her eyes. If her brother was serious, telling Trent that he can't touch her, and that Trent would listen... Naomi could tell she would feel rather unwanted because of it. She sighed and stretched out her arms. Yeah, she was going to head out for a bit, get some shopping done. She reached into her back pocket. Thankfully, she had cash.

Jang Naomi headed out of the house and down the street to the shops. She was still not used to cars, which bothered her a bit. When was she ever going to get used to them? Honestly... she knew it was going to be a disadvantage. She hurried down the road to the shops, crossed the street when there was no a car in sight, and headed into one of the clothes shop. It was expensive and she just didn't quite understand why it was here anyway? She peered inside and found some clothes that were shipped from the city. She smirked, her lips forming a small smile.

"I'll take these."

"You have money to pay for those hon?"

"Yes, I sure do."

She paid the woman and changed right there in the store. If Trent didn't want her and her brother felt like he could tell her boyfriend to keep his hands off her, she was going to make it a bit difficult. [Na-style]. She ran her hair through her short hair and sighed. She really missed the length. She couldn't believe her hair was cut, but she knew it was for her safety.

She just hoped it was likable.
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After the store, she had gone grocery shopping like she said she was. Some stores were just opened all night it really got her thinking. It was just weird. She bought more noodles, vegetables and some sauces as well. She even bought a fish, though she wasn't sure just how well she could cook it, her brother was more of the expert for the fish department.

When she arrived back, she just walked straight into the kitchen and put the groceries away. She even headed back upstairs and snuck into Trent's room, where he was alone. She closed the door and she would bet a dollar that Kristen was back in his room or talking with Woo.

She looked at Trent and smiled. Yeah, she almost forgotten he had bandages. She stepped between his legs, where he sat and she gently took his hands and pressed them to her lips.

"I'm having to warn you. Woo wants to talk to you, he's letting me be with you, but he's going to tell you that you cant touch me below my mid back. But Trent, I have to tell you.. that I am going to be wanting you to touch me like you want me. I almost don't feel so wanted, like that night we spent together. Then again, we were under the influence. And because I stopped drinking... I'm starting to think more and more.

I know I've thanked you already but... thank you, for being here in my life." She kissed his knuckles softly. "Thank you."
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[[Same girl. Hyori Lee. Very pretty. Her outfit, with her short hair. I wish my hair looked like that.]]

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She kissed him deeply at that point. Her fingers brushed against his chin and the side of his neck. Her eyes remained closed and her breath nearly took. She murmured softly against his lips, sweet nothings that she meant with every bit of her heart. Her fingers traced down to his collar bone.

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In all honesty, it kind of hurt that Kristen wasn't going to miss her. She leaned against the door frame and gently stepped away from it. She wrapped her arms about his shoulder and kissed the inside of his neck. Something she had always done. She turned him around and hugged him tightly. Her face buried into his neck and her arms tightened even more so about him. The Asian hugged Kristen tightly.

"Then... I will miss you enough for the both of us..if you won't miss me."

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[[Lol. Thank you!]]

Naomi breathed out his name gently as his arms tightened around her. Her eyes closed tightly, her face buried into hid neck. She did like the sound of it, drinking, telling stories. But she was in need of a vacation and some time to her and Trent, alone. But Kristen and her, they have always been tied somehow. She sighed softly and stood on her toes, kissed his nose lightly and smiled. "I'll write to you, I can even call you here and there if you want, but I will write. Oh, and you're cursing." She giggled softly, her eyes looking to his with one of her Naomi glances. One so cutesy, yet...understanding.

"I will always be your Fish face. That much is true."